Dedicated to Tanyusha
Returning from work, I was sitting in my usual outfit—naked, on my bed, waiting for the kettle to boil. It was warm outside, and I wasn't in a hurry to light the stove. The TV was showing a biathlon competition, and I got so engrossed that I didn't hear a car pull up to the house, and you got out and headed towards the house in a long fur coat and a scarf wrapped around your voluminous hairstyle. I didn't hear you come in, the door creaking, and only when you said hello did I startle and quickly turn towards you. I wasn't expecting anyone and was frightened. A girl was standing by the door, and I was sitting there naked, unable to move. Covering my genitals with my hands, I started pulling
the blanket over myself. At home, I didn't wear clothes, and there simply weren't any nearby—they were lying in the closet.And then. When you took off your scarf, I recognized you and was confused. How, from where—flashed through my mind.
"Sorry I didn't warn you—I was passing by on business and decided to drop in," you said.
"Help me undress, it's sweltering in here," you added and took a few steps towards me.
I got up from the bed and headed towards you, covering my intimate parts with one hand while intending to take your coat with the other. You unbuttoned it and, spreading the sides apart, stood before me completely naked. I was shocked and bewildered. The coat, which I was holding with one hand, slipped and fell to the floor. I quickly crouched down, picked up the coat, and as I stood up, your beautiful and clean-shaven pussy appeared before my eyes.
"Don't fuss so much," you said and pressed my head against your pubic area.
I reached for the bed, laid the coat down, embraced your buttocks, and buried my face in your dripping pussy. For several minutes, I couldn't tear myself away, and when I took another heavy breath to catch some air, you released me, and I stood up. My cock was already standing at attention like never before.
"You didn't lie to me, and I found you easily in your village," you said.
"But why are you like this..." I said, unable to find the right words.
"Naked, you mean?" you asked.
"Yes."
"I decided to try the same sensations as you and wanted to surprise you. The weather outside is just your favorite," you said.
I took you under the arms and pressed you against me. You reciprocated, and we began kissing and embracing as if we hadn't seen each other for many years and had missed each other terribly.
"Can I again..." and I pointed to your pubic area.
"Yes, as much as you want," and you, lowering me, allowed me to kiss and caress your pussy. I crouched down, and you, spreading your legs slightly, gave me greater access to your treasure. I greedily savored your juices and was ready to drink everything that flowed from your source. You stood there moaning, and already exhausted from frequent orgasms, you pushed me away a bit and sat on the bed. I wanted to press my lips to your womb again, but you called me, and I understood everything. I stood up, approached you, and kneeling on one knee at the edge of the bed, I swung my leg over you and, pressed by you, ended up lying on your heated body. It felt so good.
You, feeling my excited cock, guided it into your dripping vagina, and it began to slowly penetrate inside. I didn't want to cause you pain and moved slowly. This didn't satisfy you, darling, and placing your hands on my buttocks, you started pressing on them, giving me a signal to act. I understood and, lifting myself on my hands, began to insert my cock as deep as its length would allow. You bit your lip, closed your eyes, and we merged into one. My movements kept accelerating and accelerating. Sometimes you held me back and didn't even let me move to prolong the pleasure, and then it all repeated again until you moaned, squeezed my buttocks, pressed me against you, and I, already holding on with my last strength, also began to pour streams of hot semen, the fruit of our love, into you.
Afterwards, we lay silently for a long time, enjoying the warmth of our heated bodies and looking at each other. I lifted myself up, moved lower, and began kissing you and caressing you with my tongue, finishing the remnants of your nectar mixed with my semen.
In the evening, you were already getting ready to leave and didn't even stay to visit, citing urgent matters. Dressed only in a fur coat over your naked body, you glanced at me, smiled in that way you know how, and asked,
"Want a ride?"
"Yes," I replied and rushed to get dressed.
"Only like this," you smiled mischievously and looked at me.
"I agree," and we went out into the yard. It was warm outside, and melted snow was still dripping from the gutters. Although spring was still far off and the fields were white, its approach could be felt. Locals were still walking along the street here and there, and after driving me from one end of the village to the other, you turned towards the bus stop, passed it by about a kilometer, and pulled over to the side of the road.
"Can you get back on your own, or should I take you?" you asked.
"Returning is a bad omen," I said.
We sat for another hour or so, and I managed to enjoy your pussy and drink your nectar, and then, waiting for a moment when there were no cars on the highway, I got out of the car, kissed you goodbye, jumped off the road into the ditch, and sinking into the snow—sometimes knee-deep, sometimes waist-deep—emerged into the field and waved to you. I wasn't cold. I was simply happy. And you, making sure I was okay, honked at me and sped off into the night. I stood and watched as the taillights quickly disappeared and soon went out completely.
Was it a dream? I thought, and suddenly felt that I was standing in a field, naked and covered in snow, and a car was approaching me, about to illuminate me with its headlights. I started running, and an hour later I was home, still in a state of euphoria, not believing my eyes and feelings that this had happened.